Emily Hoogerheide Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Utrecht

So, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. Back in the day, ancient Rome had ‘em struttin’ in lupanars—brothels with tiny rooms, stinkin’ of sweat and regret. Little known fact: they wore sandals dyed red so folks knew what’s up. Red flags, literal-like. Kinda genius, kinda sad. Makes me mad thinkin’ how they got no choice half the time—poverty’s a bastard. I’d punch it if I could.

Welkom bij MFC Kloosterhof

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Next, I stroll over to the market on Markt. It’s usually buzzing with life. But today? It felt kinda dead. I mean, where’s the energy, people? I spot this old dude sellin’ flowers. He’s got the biggest smile, and I can’t help but smile back. He hands me a sunflower, says it’ll brighten my day. I’m like, “Thanks, man! But I’m not sure even this can fix my morning.”

Van Aert and Van Empel ready for world championships cyclo-cross in Hoogerheide